A few minutes later, a handsome and fully dressed boy with slightly wet silver hair could be seen running down the corridor holding a black sheathed shortsword.
He hurried and opened the door of the dining hall, before dashing inside and getting himself a plate full of food.
"Over here Felix!"
A mischievous voice called out to him, and the boy turned around to find three boys sitting around a table with one of them waving his hand towards him.
Felix walked over to the table and took a seat, before wolfing down his food without any greetings.
The three boys looked at each other and their empty plates, then shrugged not minding Felix's behaviour as they could see the boy seemed to be in a hurry.
Roven took the lead wiping his mouth with a cloth and started.
"Alright, now that we all are here. Let me start with the details of the mission. But before that," he turned towards Felix and smiled.
